"Childe, why didn't you rush in as planned just now, but ...... The Fuguo Mansion has no contact with the prince on weekdays. There was also a beauty in pink clothes sitting in the car, sitting on the side cooking tea, with skillful gestures and a melancholy posture, stopped at this time and asked puzzledly.

"Fuguo Mansion, naturally you have to communicate, I heard that this generation of Luo Dagongzi is also a character...... What's more, there is also this unique book, which can be matched. "The one who made a leisurely voice was a rare beautiful man, he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome as jade, and most importantly, between his eyebrows, there was a leisurely and mysterious atmosphere, as if it was the ice on the mountain that did not melt for thousands of years, reflecting the magnificence of the first day, and it seemed to be the water in the ancient tale, with the ultimate tranquility.

However, some of Childe's plans have changed for this reason...... Isn't it too valuable......" The beauty raised her head, delicate as a flower, and her white jade-like fingers lightly swept across the boiling water, like a dancing ice orchid, jumping on the cliff, like fire and ice.

"The plan always has to change to succeed, so how can we talk about the value, isn't this unique score not worth enough? It is said that the imperial grandmother likes these the most, and I offer them more filial piety...... "The beautiful man laughed, leaned back, and was leaning on the couch, chic and casual.

"But, Childe ......"

The beauty wanted to say something, but was interrupted by his pleasant voice: "Don't say anything, prepare a post in two days, and ask Prince Luo to know poetry." ”

"Yes. Seeing the son's far-reaching meaning, the woman didn't dare to say more.

When Mo Xuetong returned to Mofu, Mo Huawen had already returned to the house, and when she heard that the third lady had returned home, she frowned and didn't say anything, she just waved her hand to help her pack up, but she didn't say anything else, and just worked in the study.

There is not much luggage, Mo Xuetong asked Xu's mother to send someone to help her clean up, and the people from the Fuguo Mansion went back first, after all, this is the Mo family, Mo Xuetong's surname is Mo, since she has already received it, there is naturally an agreement between the two families for the next thing, Shen Mama is a discerning person, and she left with her own servants and Mo Xuetong.

Mo Xuetong just got out of the car and saw a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, with a large group of maids and women came out, the beauty combed a high bun, wearing a red silk woven gold satin sleeves, this red is close to red, if you don't compare it, I'm afraid you can't see that this is not red, a gold skirt reflecting a hundred birds, a pair of eyes are charming like autumn waves, the corners of the lips with a warm smile, it is very comfortable, under a closer look, it is indeed a little similar to the Yu family, but it is more coquettish than the Yu family.

Although she is over thirty, she looks only in her twenties! This is Aunt Fang, who killed her mother in her previous life and caused her own misery, Mo Xue's eyes were cold, a chill rose from her heart, her fingers were clenched tightly at the bottom of her sleeves, and a trace of blood-colored anger flashed in her eyes.

Aunt Fang noticed that Mo Xuetong got out of the car, hurriedly let go of Yahuan's hand, stepped forward and took her hand and said kindly: "The third miss is back, the road is good, I have been walking for so many days, my body is okay, I told the master that the third miss does not need to rush to hurry, the old man asked the young lady to rush into Beijing, how did this say, how can I rest assured that my aunt is in a hurry, these days I have always been anxious about the third miss day and night, now it's okay, I finally came back, but my body is a little weaker, I have already asked someone to stew the soup, drink some soup first, and go to the fatigue." ”

This woman will always pretend to be so like, she was greatly humiliated at the gate of the city in her previous life because she heard such a sentence, and she cried on the spot and recognized the identity of her main room, now think about it, this woman must have been proud at the time, while laughing at herself in her heart, so good at acting, how could she not admire such a woman!

With his hand stretched out, he quietly retracted from Aunt Fang's hand, covered the lust in his eyes, raised his head and smiled softly: "Auntie has worked hard, my father is anxious to let me rush back for the family sacrifice, and I am about to have a family sacrifice, as a concubine, I can't get up because of illness like last time, it's too unfilial, but let the eldest sister salute on my behalf, it's really embarrassing for the eldest sister!"

She deliberately lowered her head shyly and said guiltily, and sure enough, after saying this, a touch of jealousy flashed on Aunt Fang's face.

The Mo family sacrifice is just a few days later, often by the children of the lineage into the door to worship, the concubine can only be outside the door, the last year because Mo Xuetong was left in Cloud City, so let Mo Xuemin enter the door instead of Mo Xuetong to worship, this is also the reason why Mo Xuemin can make friends with some young ladies of the family, otherwise why a little concubine can mix with the young lady of the Guogong Mansion, it is also because the family sacrifice is valued, which is equivalent to the identity of half a concubine.

The family sacrifice is a symbol of the identity of the family, in the last life, the time when she went home was two years later, the previous family sacrifice was all replaced by Mo Xuemin, and then Aunt Fang was even more so, no one could have imagined that there was a real concubine in the backyard, and Mo Xuemin was already the eldest daughter in everyone's hearts.

But this time, she naturally won't let Mo Xuemin snatch her position as she wished!

Thinking of the extreme hatred, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were cold and deep, but in an instant, he returned to a gentle and cowardly appearance.

"Third Miss, I'm really old and sensible, my lord is in the study, but I didn't notify anyone to let the third miss go to meet, it's better to rest by yourself first!" Aunt Fang didn't see anything unusual, pretending to be courteous, but she said that Mo Xuetong was not treated by Mo Huawen as if she didn't care.

"What did my aunt say about this, the third sister just came back, she is not in good health, and her father will forgive me. Mo Xuemin was a good sister again, and when she got out of the carriage, she glanced at Aunt Fang half blamedly, as if she was very dissatisfied with her getting out of the car and saying these words that made Mo Xuetong aggrieved.

"Yes, yes, it's all me, it's all my fault, and it's all nonsense at this time...... Didn't make the third miss sad, the master was really busy, otherwise he would have come out to pick up the young lady into the house, and when the old man was busy, he would naturally meet the third miss, and the third lady would go into the yard to rest, and the aunt would have already let people clean up everything, you see, if there is anything dissatisfied, the aunt will help you change it. Aunt Fang smiled, very articulate, and her eyes were full of pride.

The daughter who came back from afar, as a father, didn't ask, and clearly looked like she was ignoring it! Everyone with vision understood that although this third lady was worthy of Miss Yan's reputation, she was not valued by the master, and the people in this mansion were all high and low, as long as she understood this reason, who else would help Mo Xuetong in the future, even if she returned to the mansion, she was not at her mercy, thinking of this, Aunt Fang became more and more proud.

"Thank you Aunt Fang, eldest sister, I'll go to the study to see my father first, and then go back to rest!" Mo Xue said lightly, although the smile on her lips was soft, but when she looked at Aunt Fang with deep ink eyes, it made her feel a little chilly inexplicably, those clear eyes couldn't see the emotions contained in it clearly, as if the color of death was silent, which made people feel unprovoked!

"Third Miss is going at this time, and she hasn't eaten yet, why don't you go back to the courtyard and finish your meal first, and then go to see your father?" Aunt Fang asked with a smile.

"No, how can you not return to your father first. Although Mo Xuetong smiled, her expression was resolute.

came from afar, never visited her father, but rested first, and it was a big unfilial crime to spread it, and Aunt Fang really ruined her reputation all the time.

On the side, Mo Xuemin became impatient, less attention was paid to her, and she was not in the mood to pretend to be a gentle lady, so she only said that there was something, and said a word to Mo Xuetong, and went back to her yard first.

"Then Aunt go with you, save your father from blaming you!" Aunt Fang saw that Mo Xuetong insisted on going to see Mo Huawen, smiled, reached out to hold Mo Xuetong's hand, and wanted to take her in affectionately, she had to go with her, but she couldn't let this girl make Mo Huawen happy!

"Auntie is worried that I don't know the road or is I worried about something else, even if I offend my father, my father loves me since he has always loved me, and he won't really wronged me, Aunt Fang should go and get busy, if you stop me again, people will think that my aunt is not at ease because of her daughter's entry into the house. Mo Xuetong stopped, although there was a little smile on her face, her eyes became alienated and cold.

After speaking, he didn't look at her again, turned around and took Mo Lan to the study, and Aunt Fang's smile froze on her face.

With cold eyes, she glanced at Mo Xuetong's back, snorted coldly, hurriedly turned around and took Mama Li back to the room, she had to ask what happened to this little slut, how dare she lose face to face......

At the door of the study, Mo Xuetong hesitated and did not enter, the door was open, and it was quiet inside.

"Miss, the master told you to come in!" The little guy at the door came out at a trot and said respectfully to Mo Xuetong!

Mo Xuetong nodded and followed him into the study.

The study is very neatly organized, several rows of tall bookshelves are a large copy, and there is an inner room behind the innermost bookshelf, in case the master deals with things, the heavily decorated Nanmu furniture makes this wide study a little more heavy cushion and thickness, Mo Huawen sat quietly behind the copy, and watched Mo Xuetong come in from the door with deep eyes.

The sunlight outside the window fell on him through the window, and the inexplicable tall body made Mo Xuetong feel a sense of loneliness and loneliness, seeing him sitting quietly at the door, his eyes fell on her, looking at her carefully, his heart was sour, tears welled up in his eyes, he took a few steps forward, wanted to speak, but found that tears had flowed before the words.

"Father!" trembled and suppressed his sorrow, knelt down, and did not speak, tears fell in two lines.

Mo Huawen was very quiet, quiet as harsh as possible, and only after half a sound did he say coldly: "Hitomi, get up! is your body well?" The voice was very flat, no different from what Mo Xue Hitomi had heard before, but Mo Xue Hitomi heard a trace of trembling from it, forcibly suppressed the grief in her heart, wiped her tears and raised her head but did not get up.

"Yes, father, the pupil is already well!" Mo Xue looked at Mo Huawen with red eyes.

She complained and hated this person, when her mother died, he was in Aunt Fang's yard, and she didn't even see the last side of her mother, how could she not complain or be annoyed, and then the relationship between father and daughter became more and more weak, in her heart, he was never a good father, and he was very cold to her.

But looking at the excitement he forced under the calm performance, Mo Xuetong suddenly felt that the sadness surging up moistened his eyes again, although his words were flat, his voice was quite normal, but the depth revealed in his eyes was clearly a little excited and sad.

This father seems to be a little different from the imaginary injustice......